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At this time, around the arena, several photographers from mainstream media were also holding their cameras on the scene to take pictures.

One of the reporters was among them, and that was Zhou Guangyao, the son of Ip Man's friend Zhou Qingquan.

In the original plot, he remembered that after Zhou Qingquan was shot in the head, people became crazy and didn't know anyone.

Did Ye Wen still meet the two of them?

For this person, although he was surprised by his appearance and wondered why he became a reporter, Qin Xuan did not have the intention to chat with him.

If he wanted to get to the bottom of everything and knew everything like the back of his hand, he wouldn't be exhausted.

After a while, the burly Hong Zhennan walked to the banquet where Ye Wen was, cupped his hands at him, and laughed, "Master Ye, it's quite early!"

"Early morning!"

Seeing him say hello, Ye Wen stood up and returned the salute, full of emotion: "Master Hong, thank you for your ticket, if it wasn't for your ticket, we would never have seen such a large-scale martial arts competition."

Hong Zhennan was also polite and nodded.

After the two chatted for a while, they were ready to deal with small problems in other places, but suddenly stopped, remembered something and continued: "There will be a self-talent show in a while, and various schools will go up to perform martial arts, your name is also The apprentices go up and show their hands, and take the opportunity to let more people know about your Wing Chun."

"Okay."

Looking at the disciples on the left, Ye Wen did not refuse, but replied with a smile.

"Okay, I'm going to work."

Hong Zhennan said politely, lowered his body slightly, and turned to leave.

After all, he was the organizer in charge of the Huayang Boxing Tournament. There were many things that he had to deal with himself. It was very rare for him to take the time to come and talk to Ye Wen.

At the opening ceremony of the boxing match, the first item was the display of Chinese martial arts.

After Hong Quan, other martial arts gyms came on stage.

After Hong Zhennan left, Ye Wen said to several apprentices: "A Xuan, A Liang, you guys should prepare for it. When you come on stage, be sure to show Huaxia's martial arts!"

"Yes, Master."

Qin Xuan and the others responded.

As soon as he stood up, Qin Xuan seemed to suddenly feel something, and turned his attention to the foreigner's high platform area.

I saw that on the foreigner's seat, the boxing champion Tornado also stood up and strode towards the ring. He was about to play.

Looking back at Hong Zhennan, who was busy with other things, Qin Xuan asked himself that he didn't like this Chinese who was short-sighted.

But as a warm-blooded Chinese, he would not admit defeat even if he was defeated, and insisted on continuing to fight to support the integrity of the Chinese martial arts world.

Even if the price paid was - his life!

What qualifications does Qin Xuan have to talk about disliking this person?

"Senior brother, what are you looking at? Let's go." Huang Liang said.

"Uh, nothing."

Qin Xuan hesitated for a moment, and then a few people came to the reserve seat next to the ring and sat down.

Beside them, the disciples of Luo's Martial Arts Hall and Liao's Martial Arts Hall were also rubbing their palms, each one of them was full of eagerness to try, and there was no sense of tension at all.

But Western boxing is not a joke. For Western boxers who specialize in fighting and strength, they are the big nemesis of Chinese warriors before their strength is not up to standard!

Hit, like tickling.

Run, that is the arena, and you lose as soon as you run.

Thinking of the eager looks of those disciples, Qin Xuan shook his head and continued to watch the performance on the stage.

Now, it is Zheng Weiji who is performing on the stage with all the juniors and brothers playing the Hongquan routine to help the celebration.

At this time, the tornado had already come to the edge of the ring, as if feeling that Huaxia martial arts was like a child's play, and he was teasing in disdain.

Chapter 021 Zheng Weiji was humiliated, and the chaos began!

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on the ring.

The host seems to be very experienced in this stalemate situation and knows how to mobilize the emotions of the audience in the auditorium.

So he immediately said loudly: "Ladies and gentlemen, the boxing champion seems to be very interested in Chinese martial arts."

After he finished speaking, he repeated it in Chinese, and the Chinese present immediately burst into warm applause.

Tornado jumped onto the stage, lifted his fist robe, and gestured to Zheng Weiji: "Punch me."

He looked very arrogant while waving his fists.

Because what he pursues is stronger strength and faster speed, and his body has been subjected to professional anti-beating tempering.

Normal strength didn't hurt him at all.

Especially the disciples in front of him could see the problem at a glance.

Too much routine, in terms of punching, it is both boring and weak, and the performance is like a flower boxing show legs, just like a bitch.